Laughing Along With Limerick

Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –

TOAST

Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt was MOAN:

Christine Mallaband-brown:

I had a good moan this morning

Getting up I was really yawning

I went back to sleep

After the alarm had gone ‘beep’

Now I’ve missed the sun rise at its dawning.

Ritu:

“Right there,” she said with a moan


“Oh, yes!” came the next groan


It’s not what you think


I say with a wink


A massage, I’m sure you’d have known.

Trent’s World:

I moan when I awake

A few more hours, for goodness sake!

I hate the alarm

It causes great harm

For the rest of the day I feel a flake.

There once was a guy named Bill

Who tried to climb a big hill

With a moan and a fit

He decided to quit

And accomplished less than nill.

Kim Smyth:

There once was a girl on vacation

Who then had to leave her nice station

With a moan she decreed

“It is rest that I need!”

Yet packed up and returned to her nation.

Geoff Le Pard:

fter an epic Kardashian moan,

The devil turned Kim’s buttocks to stone.

Being no longer callipygous*

She became quiet religious

And joined a convent so as to atone.

*in case this is a bit obscure – callipygous: having or pertaining to beautiful buttocks, easily one of my favourite words.

Roberta Writes:

Arthur liked to continuously moan

While talking to friends on his phone

His complaints never stopped

As from topic to topic he hopped

On mute, they’d all grumble and groan.

Lyncrain:

Did you say you overheard her moan

or was it an marginalized groan

to eclipse her pleasure

women like to measure

let’s face it some men are prone to drone.

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29 Responses to Laughing Along With Limerick

  1. I really don’t want to boast
    But with this drink I give you a toast

  2. I really don’t want to boast
    But with this drink I give you a toast,
    Ten gin and tonics later
    Bought to me by a waiter
    I’m a really very squiffy ‘mine host’!

  3. trentpmcd says:

    “It’s time for a toast,” he said
    After all the guests had been fed
    But breakfast and wine
    Don’t mix so fine
    So they ate burnt bread instead

  4. Kim Smyth says:

    There once was a girl who ate toast
    It was she who needed it most
    She was so small
    And not at all tall
    But now she’s so full she can boast!

    That was lame, I know

  5. Toast for breakfast is quite alimental
    Or for lunch would not be detrimental.
    Alternatively,
    Some like it for tea
    Though that could be termed incidental.

    (Sorry I’m late – hospital appointment this morning)

  6. Ritu says:

    I do like a bit of toast
    Possibly more than most
    Butter and jam
    Or cheese and ham
    I admit, sometimes I’ve overdosed!

    Half a loaf of bread
    Is easy to ingest, instead
    Of cooking a dinner
    Toast is a winner
    At least it is, in my crazy head!

    But the actual toasting is key
    It needs to brown, just lightly
    Too long, it’ll burn
    Too little, I’ll spurn
    Golden brown and crisp, that’ll do me

  7. Paul Mastaglio says:

    The boiled egg peered out from its plate,
    It was not like the soldiers to be late,
    Perhaps they were stuck in the post,
    Then they really would be toast,
    What a wày to seal their fate.

    Cheers Paul 😁

  8. TanGental says:

    Said the Devil ‘I don’t wish to boast’
    ‘but I’m better than the Holiest Host.’
    ‘You can noisy parties’
    ‘And if the neighbours get arsy’
    ‘In the morning I’ll make sure they’re toast.’

  9. TanGental says:

    With apologies to Dorothy Parker…

    If I’m asked to propose the toast
    It’s one glass, two at the most.
    Three I’m pretty unstable
    Four I’m under the table…
    Any more and I’m under my host…

  10. Valerie Fish says:

    As the groom was toasting his bride
    A drunken guest stood up and cried
    That sweet lass that you wed
    Has not just been in my bed
    But half the men in this room, besides

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